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Summer Internship 
by Joel W Kanvik (kanvik@casbah.acns.nwu.edu)

***

Co-workers meet-up and have an brief affair. (MF, 
affair, work)

***

I've been working for a large computer company for 
about a year and a half now. Being an intern here has 
been a great experience for me. I've learned a lot 
about supporting computer systems (things I had to 
learn because I'm not a CS major). Since I've interned 
here, many other interns have come and gone. Some I've 
really liked, while others I was happy to avoid. 

Most of the other interns were from regional colleges, 
but there were a couple here and there from high 
school. Most of them were in different departments, 
though. Even so, there is a camaraderie among the 
"grunts" as we nickname ourselves, and we often spend 
our lunch hours together.

One lunch roughly a month ago, which was the start of 
the summer, I noticed the several new people in our 
ranks that would be joining us for the summer. 
Introductions were made, and I quickly got to know most 
of the new interns. Being the "patriarch" of the 
interns (I had worked there more than twice as long), I 
was asked many questions about what working there would 
really be like. I get asked this question by just about 
every new intern.

Although I've seen many interns come and go in my time, 
some do catch my attention. With some it's because they 
are excellent workers and I can trust them to get 
things done. Others are just really fun to go to lunch 
with. They keep me laughing the entire hour. 

One, about 2 months after I started, had the nicest 
pair of breasts I think I've ever seen. Monica was 
another of those. I didn't get to talk to her very much 
that day, because I was busy talking to everyone as a 
whole. It was apparent from the people she was hanging 
out with that she was in high school.

Monica was breathtaking. She was about 5'4" (I'm a bad 
judge of other people's height...she could be anywhere 
from 5'2" to 5'5"). She had long brown hair and big 
brown eyes. She was very tan (pretty impressive 
considering it was only the end of May). Her body 
seemed pretty good, but I couldn't really tell because 
of the clothes she was wearing. 

Sometimes dress clothes aren't all that revealing. But 
I deduced that it was all immaterial because she was in 
high school. I figured the oldest she could reasonably 
be is 17. That would put 4 years between us. Now, that 
may not make much of a difference when you're much 
older, but now... (especially considering the age of 
consent is 18 in this fine, conservative state).

I worked for about a week before actually running into 
her in the building. I had to miss lunch for that week 
because I was out with systems analyst at a customer 
site. I was in the mailroom checking my mail and making 
a couple of copies of a customer request form when she 
walked in. She didn't notice me right away and went 
about placing a few letters in their respective 
mailboxes. I said hi and she turned around, startled.

"Oops, sorry about scaring you," I said.

"Don't worry about it. I just didn't see you when I 
walked in."

"So how's your job going?"

She proceeded to tell me that she was not too thrilled 
with her job. It was really boring for her. She was a 
"grunt" in the true sense of the word. She did all the 
work that no one else wanted to do, such as make copies 
for everyone in the branch, file stuff, and deliver 
mail. If you hadn't guessed by now, she was in the 
administrative department.

I did my best to console her, telling her that it would 
get better as people realized she could do better work 
and more complicated tasks. I said this as I was 
leaving the mailroom on my way back to a workstation 
room to do more of my work. I was surprised when she 
followed me there, continuing our conversation the 
entire way.

I sat down, and she said, "So this is where you've been 
hiding!" I explained that I had been on location for 
the past week. She said that she had been wondering 
what had happened to me. It occurred to me that that 
meant that she was looking for me. I was flattered. But 
not optimistic. We talked for quite a while and then 
she returned to her department.

We talked a few times more in about the next two weeks. 
Things were going well, it seemed. But I was reluctant 
to make any sort of a move because I didn't want to 
jeopardize our working relationship. I thought nothing 
would evolve from it.

It was Friday afternoon, and I was just tying up some 
loose ends on two different projects that I finished 
earlier that day. There was a knock on the workroom 
door (I had closed the door to shut out the noise from 
the marketing reps chatting outside. I hollered for 
whoever it was to come in. Monica walked in.

We chit-chatted for a while about nothing in general. 
Then she paused, fidgeted around, and finally asked, 
"John, what are you doing tomorrow? Would you like to 
get together?"

I was stunned. Plain and simple. I never expected that.

"Ahh... sure, I'd love to. What did you have in mind?"

Turned out that she hadn't thought that far in advance. 
We decided on a day at the beach. We set a time and 
place to meet, and then she left. I sat and wondered 
what was truly on her mind. I mean, she was gorgeous, 
but she was still 17. I never felt older in my life. 
Having a young (relatively speaking) girl seem to like 
you sort of does that to a person.

I was at the appointed place on time. Actually, I was a 
little early. I didn't want to seem to anxious, but I 
really couldn't help it. I waited and waited. She 
didn't show up. I started to think that I'd been duped. 
That simmered in my mind for about 5 minutes.

I heard my name being called out, but it was distant 
enough to sound like it was coming from no specific 
direction. I turned around a couple of times to see if 
I could locate the source. I finally saw her waving. 
She was out on the beach already. Looks like I wasn't 
the only one that was anxious.

I walked out there and nearly dropped my towel. It is a 
good thing that my sunglasses have mirrors, because my 
eyes got really big at seeing her in a bikini. A small 
bikini at that.

She had a smallish sort of chest, but nothing to really 
complain about. It was her legs. They were long, tan, 
and shaped perfectly. I was amazed. Absolutely. She 
woke me from my reverie by walking up to me and shyly 
hugging me. I whispered a greeting in her ear as all my 
inhibitions about her being 17 flew away.

We laid in the sun for about half an hour. She laid on 
her stomach for the duration, giving me a great look at 
her ass. It was nice and tight and well-shaped. It was 
clear that she had not been to college to experience 
the "freshman 15". She had what my friends and I refer 
to as a high-school ass. Beautiful.

She jumped up and shouted something about "last one is 
the rotten egg" and took off for the lake. I was up and 
after her, but she still beat me. We ran and dove when 
the water was deep enough and headed out for deeper 
water. We stopped when the water was at my shoulders. 
She teased me about being the rotten egg, and I chased 
her around. I threw her as far as I could when I 
finally caught her. I soon caught her again just as she 
was wiping the water from her face.

I made like I was going to throw her again, but she put 
her arms around me and pulled herself close. I realized 
then that we wouldn't be at the beach for much longer.

She just hugged me for a few minutes. I could feel her 
firm breasts against my upper chest. I hugged her back 
for what seemed like 10 minutes. We finally broke, and 
I started kissing her. Her lips were very full and very 
soft. They were also hot. Kisses started to get hotter 
and hotter before we finally broke the kiss. "I 
wondered when you'd finally do that," she said as 
looked into my eyes.

"So this was just a ploy to get me out here and take 
advantage of me?" I asked through a smirk.

"Yes."

"Oh, okay, just checking."

We kissed a little more and then she indicated that she 
wanted to leave. "Let's get the hell out of here to 
somewhere more private" were her exact words, I think.

We headed back to my apartment, a little two room 
apartment in the downtown area of the city. As soon as 
we got through the door, everything was dropped from 
our hands and we met in a heated embrace. After a 
couple of kisses, I felt her tongue "knocking" on my 
lips, so I parted my lips and met her tongue half-way. 
We sparred with our tongues for quite a while. We took 
turns; my tongue would search her mouth and her tongue 
would explore mine.

Meanwhile, our hands explored each other's bodies. My 
hands slid down from her back to her gorgeous ass. I 
caressed both cheeks and discovered that it was just as 
firm and tight as it appeared. She reached around and 
grabbed my ass.

Still lip-locked, I picked her up and we made our way 
slowly to the bedroom. I took my time getting there so 
that I wouldn't trip over something and kill us both.

I set her down on my bed (actually a futon) and we 
continued kissing. Soon, I got so bold as to remove her 
top. Surprisingly, the bra of her bikini came off 
without a fight. They obviously make the clasps of 
those much less complex than bra clasps.

My hands slid up her ribs and started fondling her 
breasts. I stroked the outside of each and moved my 
hands down to the bottom. She grinded her chest in my 
hands, trying to get me to take more of her breasts in 
them. I would have none of that. I caressed the sides 
of them, slowly moving inwards. I could tell she was 
getting hotter from the passion in her kisses.

I finally reached the nipple, and began flicking it 
with my thumb. At the first contact, she moaned 
quietly. I played with her nipples a little and then 
shifted my attention to her neck. I kissed it and 
licked it. Periodically I would shift up and nibble on 
her ear. Trying to catch my breath, I exhaled into her 
ear and she moaned again. She apparently liked having 
her ear blown into. So I worked that into my routine.

Soon afterward I lost my shirt, and she played with my 
nipples. I was already hard and that was just making me 
harder. I slid my hands in her bikini bottom and 
caressed her cheeks. I slid one hand between her legs 
and started feeling her clit. She nearly screamed. At 
the same time I started sucking on her nipples. She 
started grinding up against me. Her hand shifted to my 
crotch and she started stroking my penis. I got bolder 
and stared to remove her bottoms. She pushed away from 
me so that I could get them off her easier. My swim 
trunks soon followed.

We just stroked each other. I played with her clit and 
then I would slide one finger inside her. When I did 
that, she would grab me even harder, almost to pain. I 
started sliding my finger in and out, and she started 
shaking. I could tell she was on the threshold of an 
orgasm. A few more quick strokes and then one really 
deep thrust with my finger and she shrieked, her body 
shivering with her orgasm.

She looked at me with a smile as I withdrew my finger. 
"Would you like to have sex with me?"

I just looked at her for a moment. She caught me off 
guard again. I just nodded. She proceeded to position 
herself over my hips, but I stopped her for a second. I 
reached over into the nightstand and pulled out a 
condom. "We'll need on of these so that I'm not a 
father a few years before I'm ready."

She just shook her head. "I'm on the pill." She 
proceeded to explain that she had really bad cramps 
during her period, and the doctor prescribed them to 
take the edge off of them. Apparently, it worked. I 
made sure she wanted to go through with it, and then I 
rolled her over on her back.

I put myself up against her opening, and tried to ease 
in. I couldn't. She was just too tight. "Are you a 
virgin?"

"No, I first had sex when I was 13. I did it a couple 
of times. I haven't had sex since then."

So I took my time. I moved the head of my penis in 
between her lips, coating it with her lubrication, then 
I tried going in again. It was so tight that it 
actually hurt a little. I took my time sliding in. I 
withdrew and pushed again, easing in bit by bit. I 
could tell that I was hurting her by a whimper she let 
out, but she said to keep going on. After about 5 
minutes, I was all the way in.

We started very slowly, making sure not to hurt each 
other. Soon we started to get a rhythm and our tempo 
picked up. Her moans got a little louder and then she 
pulled herself into me, hugging me tightly. She 
screamed right next to my ear, nearly deafening me. 

She let go, panting and whispering "Oh my God." I kept 
thrusting, although softer and at a much slower pace 
than before.

She looked at me. "That felt so good!" We disengaged 
because she wanted to try being on top. As she turned 
over, she nearly fell. All of her strength was gone.

She got on top and slowly directed me in. She slid all 
the way down my length and sighed with pleasure at the 
bottom. She started moving and her moans hit a fevered 
pitch immediately. I thrust up into her, meeting her on 
her way down. After only a couple of minutes of this, 
she screamed with orgasm again. "My God! That feels 
incredible!" I could only agree. I was very close to 
the failsafe point myself.

"Could you take me from behind? I've wondered what 
that's like, but I never did it like that," she asked. 
I said yes and we shifted position again.

I found the hole and slid right in this time. What a 
little lubrication won't do! I grabbed her hips and 
started pulling her back into me, thrusting at the same 
time. I could feel the pressure in my testicles start 
to build, and I knew that my turn was right around the 
corner. I started to thrust feverishly, losing my 
rhythm at times. I jammed into her one last time, as 
far as I could as I came. She moaned as she felt my hot 
semen in her.

Although I was spent, I kept on thrusting, trying to 
build on the excitement she received from feeling me 
come inside her. I felt her vaginal muscles start to 
clench up, and she started moaning loudly. My thrusts 
grew deeper. I withdrew all the way and then shoved 
myself all the way in. I felt her body shudder in my 
hands as she orgasmed again. We collapsed together and 
were soon asleep.

We woke up at about 8 pm. She took one look at the 
clock and was worried about being home later than she 
had promised. I told her to tell her mother that we 
went out to dinner. She agreed. A few deep kisses and I 
drove her back to her car. I kissed her again and stood 
there as she drove away.

END

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